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Verse 1

Not a word
Not a word
Speak up 

Don't be absurd
No one is listening anyway

Why waste your time
When you could spend the day
Doing as your told

Come now 

This protest has gotten old
And is doing nothing
To stop those

With hearts so cold
Your soul
They have already sold

To the highest bidder
On their way to the top
Trading your life
And everything in it

For money and power
They don't deserve
While at the end of the day
No one no not even them
Truly come out as the winner

Chorus

Puppets on invisible strings

Used by the elite
To control even their own
Along with you and me
Everyone so willfully
Living so blindly
Ourselves in the mirror
We now never see

Verse 2

The truth of things
Drowning in the silence

That refuses still
To even acknowledge
Our souls as they scream
To be heard for once
Demanding answers
Never seen
As more and more lies

They continue
To force feed
The fear they pedal
Haunting our nightmares
Making us care
More about their madness
Than they ever cared about anybody
Laughing as we then blindly obey
fighting each other more and more
With each passing day
Counting their blood money
As we continue in their name
To dig our own graves

Chorus